Waking up, Zhao Wumian found himself in a foreign world for the first time. There was no system, no wise elder mentor, not even a single memory left—only a set of extraordinary martial arts skills honed to the point of becoming second nature. In the martial arts world, life was precarious; people could end up dead on the streets in the blink of an eye. Who had the luxury for romance? At first, he only wanted to find out who he was, yet he got entangled in the power struggles of the imperial court and the misty, treacherous nights of the jianghu. Looking back, he had already climbed to the highest rank among ministers in the imperial court and wielded absolute power over the martial arts world, with countless beauties surrounding him. And it was at this moment that you tell him, "Actually, you’re a rebel?"